public."
He growled, but to
Liv's relief, the fangs began to disappear.
"So?" She
prompted. "If I didn't do that, what did I do?"
"Released
the Devil Within. Like I've told you, that's something quite different. You have
either-or, not both. Be glad you have me. I'm one of the good guys. That's why
you need to save me. And incidentally, save yourself."
He seemed to be
waiting for her to answer. She obliged. After all if she needed to make a
report to the authorities she had to know just what she was reporting.
There's a man who says he's my good devil wanting me to do all sorts of weird and wonderful
things. He say's he's from another planet. Yeah, sounds about right, eh?
"Now, in words
of one syllable, what else are you going to hit me with? And not your hand on
my ass, either." However much I like the idea of that. "I've
had the name, address, and occupation. Reality and dreams. Is that everything? Tell me. So at the end, I know whether to lock myself in
the loo and ring for the police, and say there's a nutter here, give you a
glass of water and a chance to cool down, or run screaming to my mum. Or
realize I'm as crazy as you are, and I believe everything you're saying."
"None
of the above. Accept we're both sane, and this is our destiny."
Livvy shook her head.
"You make me accept our sanity, and not by coercion, either. Words, not actions. Tell, not show."
"Spoilsport." He seemed
to have found his humor again. "I was always told actions speak louder
than words." He winked and grinned. The words "wicked, evil
grin" must have been coined especially for him.
"Not
in this case, buster. Spill." His eyes widened. Livvy
groaned. How the hell could he read innuendo into everything she said? "The beans. Tell me everything else."
"So, are you
sitting comfortably?" The oft-spoken words of childhood made her smile.
She nodded. Well, as best I can with a sore ass. He chose to ignore that
thought, she decided.
"So, I'll
begin." He beckoned to her and grinned. "Well, continue, but hey, I
have to keep those words. Reminds me of my childhood. Human tales before bed. You get fairy tales. We had human
ones. Now, I need you beside me. Come here."
Was that a command or
a request?
"Either or, as
long as you do it."
"Stop reading my
mind," Livvy said indignantly.
"Stop making
me," he said unrepentantly. "Or you'll have an even sorer ass. One
you won't want to sit on for a week. Just do as I comm—er, ask without the
arguments, verbal or not."
Livvy stared at him.
He sighed.
"Livvy, accept this now, or we stop. Take it as an order, a demand, command , whatever. Just do it. Or I'll think you want your
sweet ass red and glowing for me. Believe me now. I'm happy to oblige you.
So?"
She smiled at him, and
tried to keep her face blank and her mind empty. Let him wonder. Slowly,
she stood up and walked over to where he sat. When she reached him, he pulled
her down onto his lap. Livvy let him settle her, interestingly with no hard
cock pressed against her, demanding entrance.
"That's for
later. No, you didn't think it. I felt your wriggle," Sael murmured into
her ear. "I have pledged my oath to my elders that I won't use sex to bind
you. So, are you ready?"
In spite of herself,
Livvy was interested. So was her body, dammit. Her pussy clenched, getting damp
and hot. "Right, so why then? That night, last
year of—er—"
"Hot, sweaty,
and bloody good sex?" he said. "It happened because your body was
ready. Unknown to you, you'd been sending me messages for ages. You were bored,
unfulfilled, and ripe for something else. So, you were ready for me, for our
beginning. Our council told me it was time for me to be in you, and show myself
to you. On our very first night together, as I watched you come for me, and you
watched my cum drip and spurt all over you, I knew.
Our time was about to begin. My chance of life was there if I could show you
what we could be."
Chance of
life? Melodramatic or what?
"So, all these
dreams I've had?" She